Sunday, August 19, 2012

Until I Saw a Bear

Sometimes, I dream that a little cabin in the woods--far, far away from civilization--will somehow help me live deep and suck out all the marrow of life.

I'd enjoy simple pleasures: wildflowers and  stretches of meadow interrupted only by a lazy cloud or two. 


I would rest easy and enjoy all that peace.


It's wonderful--until of course the bear comes.

He labors towards me like he owns the place.

Bear!

He stops and stares. He's small, but I fear he could still make a meal out of me and my small children. 

Bear Stare-Down

I realize that perhaps little cabins also inevitably come with bears. What I imagine is so wonderful actually holds its particular dangers and challenges.

It's not all meadows and flowers. It seems lovely, but it comes with bears.

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Have you seen a bear in nature? Sublime!